Chapter 9 - A Painful Past

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With the horn blowing, everyone knew it was finally time for battle to start, and waves of killing intent could be seen spreading throughout the camp. Elias's grey eyes flashed with a strange glow, as he released his essence into the air.

This was what he lived for, the thrill of the battle and slaughtering of people! He was not Royalty, not a Commander, not an Uncle or a brother, but simply a man who wanted to test the limits of his Martial Arts in the blood of his enemies.

"Get ready Solin, We will depart once the sun sets."

Elias quietly whispered to his brother with a slight smile on his face, as he eagerly awaited the start of the battle.

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While the red sun was slowly setting, a massive army silently stood at the edge of the terrain as it faced a similarly sized opponent. Although it was eerily quiet, the bloodlust in the atmosphere could not be mistaken.

At the forefront of one of the armies, stood a mighty onyx black warhorse with a tall rider dressed in a dark blood-red suit of armor.

A few steps behind this figure was another warhorse with a pure white coat, while its rider carried a monstrous long bow behind his back. This was Solin.

Elias suddenly unsheathed his massive sword and raised it towards the heavens. He spoke a single word, but that word echoed throughout the entire battlefield, causing the hearts of the soldiers to tremble in fear.

"SLAUGHTER!"

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Meanwhile, Marcus silently watched from the sidelines. He restrained himself from charging towards the battle behind his Uncle, and instead just observed the two armies. His guards remained on high alert behind him.

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It was a complete massacre on the battlefield.

It had only been a few minutes since it started, but the smell of blood and gore had deeply infused with the air.

Desperate cries of agony, and amputated limbs could be seen everywhere, as rivers of blood flowed around the corpses and turned the ground to a dark crimson hue.

It was as if hell had descended upon the mortal world, and in the center of this carnage, stood two figures bathed in the blood of their enemies.

While one figure cruelly butchered the soldiers apart like meat, another one used his vicious bow to puncture the throats of men.

They were aptly named, for they were given the title of the Twin Demons!

There was no sign of humanity within their eyes, and one could only guess how many people the two demons had killed, in order to achieve this level of brutality and savagery against their own kind.

Within the detached consciousness of Elias, he could not help but think that something was very wrong here.

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